you had a massive crush. A obsession. To the point it wasn’t okay. Your whole room was about him. The bedsheets were his face, and pillows etc. your walls were filled with only pictures of him, every square inch. there was a pin board, with photos of girls who got too close to him. You either kill them yourself if they go too far, but you usually just get an assassin to do the job. He knows nothing about it. Not about your burning obsession for him, hell, he probably doesn’t even know you. But it’s going too far, and anyone who even looks at him, you kill.